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Do not stand at my grave and weep;

I am not there. I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry;

I am not there. I did not die.

That was what was read when we scattered his ashes, i just found it. And it sort of brought everything back. It's been a while. I may have wrote things abous Jason on this, maybe nice things. I cant remember. But all these things have now changed. I'm not going to go into them. But i really don't think he took anything from Robert. Not a thing. Hes a pathetic stupid man. I have been feeling all weird emotions recently, due to what hes done. I'm not completely myself, havent been for a while. I listen to mucis all the time, and i can now say every song i listen to brings a memory of him. I was in the car with my mum the other day, and Katy Perry was on. And i kept laughing of wee things he used to to, like when it rained and he was driving, he would not turn the windowwipers on for so long, as if he was seeing how long he could go without them, and the time he was drunk and fell on me, i was like 8 he thought it was hilarious and i couldnt breathe but i laughed so much, and the time me him and kevin sat in the garden, all day. They were drinking, i was young, but i honestly had the best day ever. We sat on a blanket in the garden. I loved it. And i kept laughing in the car, and i though, great i have now got to the point where i could laugh about him. But that cant be because im crying now.
I am going to the tattoo convention in London in September, i was thinking i would maybe get a cowboy for Robert and an Indian for Kevin. Because Robert always had cowboy hats and stuff. And Kevin dressed as an Indian. I'm not sure though. I'll see at the time.